Eli chuckled. "Well, no," he said, "we don't. But we don't all have the same regulars. Could you describe it for me?" he asked. When she did, he immediately nodded. "Sure thing."
Eli turned to pull the ale for her. He wiped away the bit of foam that dripped down the side of the glass before placing it in front of the witch. "Try this," he said. "Make sure it's what you like. If it's not, I have one more try before we decide to give you every ale in the pub."